MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 5 The case is not over

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In the dark alley, the moonlight was covered by thick clouds, only a few rays of light leaked.

"click, click, click"

There were crisp footsteps not far away, and the interval was almost controlled exactly the same, and the master's leisurely swim could be seen.

A gust of cold wind blew, the moon exposed most of its face, and the alley seemed to lighten a little.

Xin Haikong shrank in the corner of the alley, watching the silver-haired man with the wooden warehouse walk in step by step, the shadow from the slightly exaggerated black top hat covered most of the man's face, and only the corner of the mouth could be recognized. Smile.

The light is getting brighter and brighter, and the moonlight tonight is like daytime.

"click, click, click"

Xin Haikong's heart also beat with the crisp footsteps. He opened his eyes as the man in front of him raised the weapon in his hand, and the dark wooden warehouse was facing him.

The man opened his mouth and said something.

There was a white light in front of him.

"boom-"

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"Ho-"

The young man suddenly opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

The warm morning light poured in from the floor-to-ceiling windows that forgot to draw the curtains last night, and at this time it had already climbed to the position of his shoulders.

It was a dream. No wonder it's getting brighter, because it's getting brighter.

Speaking of which, he thought about his dreams every day, or because the gin gave him too much shadow last night.

[System, honestly, if I die in this game, will I just...]

[I already said at the beginning, your resurrection only depends on the comments on the last forum. If most people think that you are the red side, the game wins and you can resurrect; if most people think that you are the red team If you are Black, the game will fail, and of course you will be wiped out. 】

[It's really clear rules, I don't know if you are full or what, why do you suddenly play such a game. 】

There is only one criterion for this game to criticize everything, and that is whether his identity is recognized as red or black in the finale. Even if he dies in the process, as long as everyone thinks he is the red side, he can still be resurrected.

Of course it is best not to die, but even if he really wants to die, he has to die at a later stage. What if he dies too early and someone reveals his identity later. It should be until the finale, in order to save some people, that it will stop abruptly at the brightest time like fireworks, and then it will become the white moonlight and cinnabar mole in everyone's heart.

He is a policeman now, and the best situation is of course to die as a justice policeman, but if he really wants to be white, he can only rely on the double spy or the black side to wake up. Of course, the most important thing now is to figure out what his identity is as soon as possible, so that he can calculate the tasks that he may encounter in the future.

Although he thought about going to the Metropolitan Police Department to find out about the situation, he didn't expect that the first case he received was actually the bomb he personally installed before.

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"Xin Haijun, I know this is very difficult. You have just been transferred to the foreign affairs class and you will be asked to go to other places. Generally speaking, people like you are rarely transferred to the front line, but there is really a shortage of them right now. People. And you have not practiced in the search class before, so it will be more convenient to take over the daily work. The main reason is that we only received the tip. Recently, someone may be making trouble on the Shinkansen, and when I turned around, I found a bomb."

"Hasn't it been dismantled, and as far as I know no injuries have been caused?"

"It didn't cause any personal injury, but it caused huge damage to the reputation of our Metropolitan Police Department, Shinkai-kun!"

The half-bald boss folded his hands together, looking very miserable.

But does the Japanese Metropolitan Police really have any reputation? It depends on high school detectives to solve cases. You don't really think you have a reputation, do you?

"Alas! This time the bomb was found directly on the train, and there was no clue of the suspect at all. No casualties were caused, so let's just close the case. The reporter from Asahi was in the car at the time and wrote There are a lot of reports, and the whole story is bullshit, but many people still believe it." The boss said, and spread out the roll of newspapers. Bombs - can we still trust the Japanese police?"

Title Party has always been like this. Xin Haikong was not surprised by this. What he did not expect was that there were reporters on the train at that time. Originally thought that this matter would be over after the murderer was found, and it became a file buried under a thick pile of paper. This is also the reason why he dared to handle the bomb like that, but the pressure of public opinion forced the Metropolitan Police Department to continue to investigate. A little bit bad.

Besides, what was the tip that the boss just said? I'm a little concerned, is it a coincidence?

"It's a bit too much to write like this, the media has always exaggerated." Xin Haikong echoed emotionlessly.

"Yeah, right? The above has learned about this matter. Xinhai, did you solve the case in only three minutes in the car, and found the bomb by the way?"

It only took three minutes, plus the time to induce Conan, he did not expect it to be so short. Xin Haikong nodded, vaguely having a bad premonition.

"This is easy to deal with, Xinhai, you are powerful enough!" The boss seemed to be waiting for Xinhai's response, "We contacted TV Tokyo and want you to help clarify this matter, just this afternoon, after all, the influence of public opinion is still very big."

really. Are you going to use his three-minute solution as a gimmick to publicize, and want to save some face for the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department?

"However, I'm in the foreign affairs class. It's not my job to solve cases, so is it because of this reason that you need to transfer me to the search class?"

"Ah secondment, it's a secondment. As mentioned above, it's only a secondment for a short period of time, and you'll be transferred back after things settle down. After all, I'm counting on you to take my place."

Ah, even given the promotion hint, what else can I do? After all, it was because of him that this matter really had to be investigated, and as a result, the Metropolitan Police Department took the blame.

"And it's not just for this reason. I mentioned it before, and I don't know why. I don't know why. We received a report from the public security three days ago. It seems that someone is going to carry out terrorist activities on the Shinkansen these days. There were people patrolling the area secretly, and the one who was in charge of patrolling Tokyo Station today was Megumi. As a result, there was still a bomb, although there was only one, but after discussing with the officers in the search section, they thought it was very likely a terrorist It is very likely that there will be bigger incidents in the future.”

The police report!

Xin Haikong's pupils shrank. Fortunately, the boss didn't know where the ghost was going at this time, and didn't pay attention to his expression at this time.

Is that the reason? No wonder the Mumu Police Department was able to arrive at the scene so quickly.

Whose tip will it be? Who else's line could it be? I'm afraid there is no so-called terrorist attack at all, but an undercover gentleman lurking in the organization was confused by the task assigned to him by the organization.

As expected of an intelligence officer, he can even figure out the tasks assigned to him by the organization, and he was almost caught.

I'm a little angry, but I can't really catch Anshitou with a big fanfare in the organization - if I do, the entire forum will probably beat him to death in the next second. It's a real drink. Amuro Toru's fan base should not be underestimated, there is no place to scatter when he is angry.

However, to even consider his mission to install a bomb in the area as a terrorist attack is too much to think of him.

Even the terrorist attack was a misunderstanding, and the bigger incidents in the future will naturally not come. After the secondment is really over, it is estimated that it is just pretending to investigate the case.

"...After all, you were the first to discover the bomb, and your handling of this matter was not bad. In addition, you have experience in dealing with terrorist attacks, so the superiors decided to temporarily second you to the search department. Of course, you can rest assured that the secondment will be carried out as an administrator, and you will never be demoted. When this matter is resolved, you will be transferred back immediately, and you will not be left on the front line for a long time. …”

When mentioning the front line, the boss's face showed a little pity, but it was a pity that Xin Haikong, who was immersed in his own thoughts, did not notice it.

What else can Xin Haikong do? He can only accept the appointment of his boss. After being seconded to the search class, work will definitely become hectic, and he often has to go to the front line to handle cases, but the chance of contacting Conan has increased exponentially compared to before, and for him, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

However, the TV interview was a little reluctant.

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